Chapter 428 Exchange of News

Author: Tianxu Aurora

Chapter 428 Exchange of News

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Seeing Medici looking at him with an expression like "I believe you are a ghost", Richard sighed, only hating that he did not have enough credibility, so he simply turned to look at his teacher:

"Why are you here again?"

Edward looked at Richard and then at Medici, smiled knowingly, and casually provoked: "Didn't you inform me that they would come?"

"You are kidding me again. Your foresight is much better than mine." Richard ignored this sentence calmly, and then began to look around, "Then since you are here, do you want to participate in the order of His Highness the Red Angel? Oops.

Of course I won’t pay you for your services.”

"There is no need to pay for labor. I believe that Medici will not trust the container that I have adjusted." Edward ignored Richard's nonsense about wanting to get something for nothing, "I haven't seen Klein for an hour.

I feel uneasy when I think that this brat might be running around in this world with the fate of Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun... However, I didn't expect that Amon could really steal the Origin Castle."

"You're talking about something I don't understand again."

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first. I still have a lot of work to do. Let's go, Your Highness the Red Angel...?"

Richard blinked, feeling that this matter had nothing to do with him, so he said goodbye casually and prepared to turn around and leave.

He hinted that Medici would leave with him, but he didn't expect that Medici would still stand firmly where he was, and even took the initiative to ask:

"What do you mean?"

"Amon? Amon stole the Source Castle? Is that what you said?"

His tone was straightforward, staring into Edward's eyes without any emotion at all: "Oh, I'm just confirming the information, I'm not asking you - what is the cost of this question?"

"There is no need to pay, because you will probably know soon... The Origin Castle on Klein has disappeared. If it had not been given to other high-sequences, where else could it have gone? He does not have the ability to remove this thing from himself.

The weight peels away.”

Edward spread his hands and smiled:

"Who else can do this besides Amon? You don't think it's Pales Zoroaster, do you?"

"No, I just made sure of one thing."

Medici's doubts were finally solved. He still remembered the strange gray mist that appeared in "Amon"'s prayer scene, and his slightly strange behavior compared with Amon's past behavior. He already had

What was speculated is now confirmed - Amon obtained the Source Castle, and under his own choices, instincts, or other influences, he began to subtly play the role of the other two pathways.

"Oh, this is actually the fulfillment of one of the Lord's wishes." Medici thought of the days when the Lord was alive, and recalled the innocent "God of Mischief" in the Third Age, and smiled to himself, "This is

What kind of light is this when the doomsday is coming...things are really different and people are different."

"Want to talk about the Third Age?" Edward said, "I'm very curious."

"At the same time, I'm also...not at all...no, a little bit curious about Klein's future." Edward seemed to have worked hard to say this, "It's not about his ritual, I think.

I think, if he wants to return the lost history to the current era, he has only two choices. One is to rebuild the Kingdom of Night. It just so happens that the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Night still support him. The second is the Land Abandoned by the Gods. I think

He will go to the Land Forsaken by God, because reappearing in the Land of Night will cause Antigonus's instinctive reaction, which may directly cause the direction to be distorted during the ceremony."

Medici looked at him in surprise and suddenly sneered.

"Are you talking about this now? Isn't it too late?"

Edward smiled: "If you are talking about death, as an Outer God, I have a slightly different view."

Richard watched their conversation for a while, feeling deeply that it had nothing to do with him. In order not to delay his work, he dragged Barranca from the spirit world and told him to remember to wait until the two people finished talking.

Medici took him to the Bound God.

Barranca, who was dragged out of the spirit world, was shocked and his face was distorted. He had been afraid of Edward for a long time, even more than the bound god. He expressed strong protest, but in the end he still could not surpass himself in terms of wrist strength.

The serial Richard was thrown into the real world.

Barranca was far away from Sequence 1, standing tightly against the wall, his breathing stopped, and he became an inconspicuous little puppet.

Richard returned to his small office, picked up the "Letty Orr" rag doll with orange hair, blue eyes, and small freckles on the cabinet, and summoned Audrey in a familiar manner.

Came over.

After Audrey stood firm, Richard apologized: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. My guest here is a little too talkative."

"No, it doesn't matter. Please don't take it to heart." Audrey returned to her familiar adult height. She stepped on her little boots and rolled her eyes. "Mr. Richard, do you accept the sacrifice?"

I want to prepare some snacks for the patients and children."

"No problem at all."

It was impossible for Richard to refuse any act of kindness. He took Audrey out of the office and called to Tawfik who was already waiting to go to work. He didn't need to say anything, Tawfik greeted Audrey cordially.

He said hello and prepared to take this junior to the hospital.

Richard suddenly thought of something, stopped him, and asked:

"How's your 'Puppet' potion digesting?"

After taking a few steps, Tawfik turned around and said respectfully and seriously: "With the help of God and everyone, I have almost finished digesting it."

"Yeah. Very good. Keep working hard."

Richard thought for a moment and smiled again:

"Everyone in the hospital likes Letty very much. You must also work hard. As the person in charge in this area, don't be compared to others."

Taufik was startled, then looked down at his highland-style black loose robe that covered his head to toe like a sack, then reached out to touch the scary black-on-red-patterned wooden mask on his face, and gave a wry smile:

"Chief, stop teasing me."

"Ms. Letty is outstanding and hard-working. She is a trustworthy and excellent psychiatrist. I cannot compare to her."

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"Long time no see, X. How are you doing lately?"

After arranging the ceremony and successfully receiving a response, Klein began to brush the brush in his hand and wrote a line of graceful handwriting that did not belong to him. Although it was a Loen language word, the coherent strokes and rising arcs in it,

They are all in the style of Intis cursive calligraphy.

During Medici's absence, Klein prepared to contact the Aurora Society as soon as possible.

However, the distance from Backlund in Loen to Trier in Intis was beyond the flesh-and-blood contact range of "Bishop Rose", so Klein chose another plan - a backup plan to contact another

people.

He remembered Ms. D, the highly-used member of the Aurora Order, the daughter of the Marquis who was promoted to demigod when the Creator annexed the sun.

Because of his outstanding performance in evacuating people during the tsunami and calling on everyone to save children, he was given the opportunity to use a level 1 sealed item. Although it is not commonly used and requires a brief report when using it, it can have almost no negative effects.

Keep the belt close to you.

Of course, the response range of level 1 sealed objects is not that far, so the special method of contact that the Dark Saint obtained for Klein, the "Mr.

"Body Information Transmission Technique".

With that sealed object, Ms. D's "Possession Information Transmission Technique" is a super invincible and enhanced version, and she can also receive weak signals in Backlund.

Seeing this question, Klein simply couldn't laugh or cry.

After being asked this question, Klein really felt a desire to talk. He suddenly wanted to write, "I'm having a very bad time, very bad, just extremely bad." - "Dear Ms. D, in my

After completing my promotion to Sequence 3 from the Cathedral of Light, I first planned to murder the king of my country, but before that I was almost killed in the street by a veteran Sequence 1 expert from this path. You may know his name, it’s Cha.

Latu is the leader of the Secret Order. Then I tried my best to escape from Zaratul. Not long after, I was hunted down by the true god of the demon path, and I died for real. Before contacting you through the ritual,

I have just been resurrected for about an hour" - but Klein did not write it. He rolled these words in his stomach twice, and finally answered in straight Runeese with a wry smile:

"Not bad, ma'am, thank you for your concern."

Ms. D did not let him wait for more than ten seconds. Almost as soon as he finished writing this sentence, the black pen in his hand started moving again.

"So, why do you need to contact me?"

The dark blue pen brushed out a neat and beautiful line of Rune sentences without grammatical errors from the tip of the pen:

"Does your stronghold need some help, or do you want to apply for extraordinary items or other supplies from the church as an individual? Please feel free to ask, X, you are the favored one of the Lord, a compatriot we can trust, and you have only

Second to the authority of angels.”

A slight smile appeared on Klein's face.

He originally planned to use the "Roselto Dream Technique", but after he came up with the idea, he remembered that the source castle was gone, and he could not use these methods to make tricks, so he had to hold the ceremony honestly and transfer Ms. D's spiritual will "

Please" come over.

"That's right, ma'am..."

Klein began to write the content that he had already conceived, and wrote the second handwriting on this piece of yellowish, thick letter paper:

"I received a message from the oracle to go to the Eastern Continent and lead the survivors there away."

After he finished writing a sentence and was thinking about it, Ms. D obviously thought that he was going to say that much and asked in a surprised tone:

"Are you talking about the 'chosen people' in the 'sanctuary'?"
To be continued...